The morning light shone through the crack between the thick curtains.
Ye Qingran woke up and turned over with the blanket in her arms.
She was still a little groggy. She stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time before her memory returned little by little. She recalled everything that had happened last night.
Stomachache was common. Chu Yan should not get suspicious, right?
She stood up and brushed her teeth. Then, she went downstairs with her messy hair.
Chu Yan had already gotten up and was eating breakfast at the dining table.
Ye Qingran sat down opposite him and put her head on the table. "Brother, please pretend to be my parent and ask for a leave from the school. I don't want to go to school today."
"Still feeling unwell?" Chu Yan's face was unreadable.
